Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

At first, the silver werewolf appeared with its proud posture, exuding an indomitable aura. Its silver hair shone with a fierce luster under the light, and its eyes were full of disdain and contempt for Zhang Deshuai and others. It confidently believed that Zhang Deshuai and others were just ants that could be easily trampled under its feet.

It moves swiftly, and every move is full of absolute confidence and majesty, as if the whole world should be under its control. Its arrogance makes it believe that it can easily cope with any challenge, and it does not take the abilities of Zhang Deshuai and others seriously.

However, with the perfect combination of Zhang Deshuai's spatial perception and flame chain skills, the situation began to reverse. The silver werewolf gradually found that the speed and strength that he was proud of lost their advantages under this coordinated attack. It began to panic, and its original confidence gradually disintegrated.

When it was injured and began to lose the upper hand, its image changed drastically. Its once proud head began to droop, and its eyes were no longer contemptuous, but full of shock and disbelief. Its silver hair was no longer shiny and bright, but became a little messy and embarrassed.

Before, every move of it was full of dominance, but now, facing the violent attack of Zhang Deshuai and others, it became flustered, desperately parrying but still seemed powerless. Its movements became slow and flustered, no longer as calm as before. The arrogant image and the current embarrassed and struggling appearance formed a very sharp contrast, as if it had fallen from the clouds into the dust in an instant, which made people sigh. In this huge gap, it began to reflect on its underestimation of the enemy, and its heart was full of regret and unwillingness.

Zhang Deshuai continued to use flaming missiles and dimensional slashes to attack the silver werewolf that was bound by the flame chain. Although the silver werewolf was bound, it kept waving its sharp claws, trying its best to resist the attacks.

At this moment, Qilin flashed behind the silver werewolf like a ghost and suddenly released a fire explosion. The blazing flames instantly swept over the silver werewolf, leaving it unable to dodge. The originally beautiful silver hair was instantly burned black, and it continued to emit hot steam. Then, Frost also exhaled icy breath, and the cold breath quickly enveloped the silver werewolf, freezing its lower body, while its upper body was still emitting black smoke.

The silver werewolf looked at his current appearance, the frozen lower body and the miserable upper body, especially the hair that he was once proud of, noble and beautiful, now turned into this state, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano. He couldn't believe that these guys who were originally regarded as toys by him actually destroyed his most precious hair.

The anger spread wildly in its heart, and continued to accumulate. The anger value has already exploded. It looked up at the scarlet moonlight and let out a shocking roar. The roar seemed to break through the clouds, deafening, and people's eardrums seemed to be broken. Its rising momentum was like surging waves, majestic and overwhelming. The powerful force stirred the air around, forming a distortion wave visible to the naked eye. The momentum seemed to swallow up the entire world, with endless pressure and fury. Every breath was filled with the power of destruction, as if the energy of destroying the world would burst out in the next moment, making people feel terrified and afraid in front of this momentum.

The silver werewolf was originally over three meters tall, and its roar towards Scarlet Moon was even more deafening, as if it could penetrate all obstacles. As the roar intensified, its momentum became stronger, as if it wanted to crush everything around it.

Soon, the silver werewolf's body began to expand in a shocking way. Its body continued to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, five meters, seven meters, and each increase brought a stronger sense of oppression. Finally, when it expanded to about ten meters, it stopped, and at this time it stood there like a towering mountain.

Its huge body was extremely impressive, and every muscle was like a hard rock, containing endless power. Its sturdy limbs were like giant pillars, supporting its heavy body steadily. Its sharp claws gleamed coldly in the moonlight, as if they could tear the void apart with a single wave. Its chest was broad and solid, as if it could withstand any attack. Its silver hair was now even denser and shone with a strange light, exuding a chilling aura as it fluttered in the wind.

The oppressive feeling brought by the huge body made it difficult for Zhang Deshuai and others to breathe. Just looking at the transformed body of the silver werewolf was like facing an invincible giant. Every movement of it carried unparalleled power, and the surrounding space seemed to be slightly distorted because of its existence, as if it had surpassed the limit of ordinary power and became a truly awe-inspiring existence. It just stood there, emitting a powerful aura that made all things submit, and people couldn't help but feel deep fear and shock in their hearts.

After the transformation, the silver werewolf stood there with a shocking aura. Its huge body was like an unshakable tower, full of endless pressure.

It stared at its huge and strong muscles, with a touch of satisfaction and pride in its eyes. Then, it slowly raised its extremely strong arm, as if it was not an arm, but a huge stick that could easily destroy everything. It looked at the arm carefully, feeling the powerful force contained in it.

After this transformation, its original charred hair fell off, and the beautiful and handsome silver hair once again covered the surface of its body, like a layer of mysterious gauze. Under the reflection of the scarlet moonlight, the silver hair was no longer just pure silver, but emitted a strange silver-red light. This light was not dazzling, but it had an indescribable attraction, as if it could firmly attract people's attention.

The silver-red light seemed to have life, flowing slowly on the body of the silver werewolf, sometimes jumping like flames, sometimes winding like flowing water. Each hair flashed with a unique luster, interweaving together to form a beautiful picture. This light not only brought a mysterious and weird feeling, which made people feel a chill in their hearts, but also had a breathtaking beauty that made people indulge in it. Its hair seemed to be telling ancient stories and endless power, as if this strange and beautiful hair was a symbol of its power. When this light hit people's visual nerves, people's brains instantly fell into a trance, as if the whole world was left with only this silver werewolf emitting silver-red light, which made people marvel at it and full of awe and fear.

After admiring his beautiful hair, the silver werewolf stood there, his huge body exuding a suffocating pressure. He swung his thick arms in the air a few times, and the sonic boom that was produced instantly was like thunder, deafening, and the powerful sound waves seemed to break the eardrums.

With these loud noises, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred into chaos, forming visible ripples. The stones that were originally lying quietly on the ground, under the impact of this powerful sonic boom, had no time to react at all, and were directly shaken into powder, floating on the ground.

Each swing of it brought with it overwhelming force, as if it could easily destroy anything that stood in its way. The force was so strong that the surrounding space seemed to tremble slightly, as if it could not withstand this extremely overbearing energy. These seemingly simple swings fully demonstrated the incomparable power of the silver werewolf. It was like an invincible existence, and its power had already exceeded the scope of what ordinary people could understand. People could only feel deeply shocked and awed by this absolute power.